For the first time in a very long time, there was a free day for everyone at the base.
There was no training to attend, no schedule to follow, and best of all, no angry Jack Morrison barking orders at you.
For once, you had time to do what you loved to do: draw.
Quickly, you dashed up to your room to grab your supplies before making your way outside, to the open field behind the Overwatch facility.
You set your supplies down and made yourself comfortable, propping your back against a tree.
You opened your sketchbook to the next clean page before letting your pencil hover over the pristine white page.
What should you draw..?
Your gaze wandered around the field, looking for a source of inspiration.
Finally, a glint of metal caught your eye.
Your gaze fell upon your longtime friend (and even longer time crush), McCree, who was leaning against a tree, puffing on a cigar.
Quickly, you got to work, sketching his face.
You had to erase a couple of mistakes, but the finished result turned out